Xue Ying saw Lin Chen end the call and said with a beaming smile, "What, your little girlfriend asked you out on a date?"

Lin Chen blushed and shook his head, "No, it's not that. A classmate invited me to a birthday dinner."

"A birthday dinner, not bad at all. Come on, I'll take you to the mall." Xue Ying said as she pulled Lin Chen towards the direction of her BMW.

"Ying Jie, what are we going to the mall for?" Lin Chen asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"To buy clothes, of course. You're dressed in nothing but street stall junk; it's an embarrassment to your older sister," Xue Ying said with a dismissive twist of her mouth.

"No need, I think I'm good with what I'm wearing," Lin Chen said with a smile.

"What's good about it? You're the chairman of our Starlight Group, wearing that could damage our company's image," Xue Ying insisted and shoved Lin Chen into the car without further discussion.

Lin Chen and Xue Ying arrived at Hisense Mall. Just as they reached the entrance of the mall, Xue Ying's phone suddenly rang.

After the call, Xue Ying apologetically said, "Xiao Chen, a friend needs to see me about something. We'll meet at the café up ahead and come right back. You go ahead and look around on your own for now."

"Okay, go ahead, Ying Jie," Lin Chen nodded, and walked alone towards the clothing section.

Hisense Mall sold high-end branded clothes. Lin Chen walked into a clothing booth and casually browsed through the suits on the racks.

"Sir, our clothes are quite expensive. The one you're holding is a new arrival, priced at ninety-nine thousand eight hundred," the sales clerk said with a smile on her face, but inside she was somewhat disdainful.

"So expensive; nearly a hundred thousand for a single piece of clothing," Lin Chen shook his head and put the suit back.

Just by looking at Lin Chen's attire, the sales clerk had already judged that he couldn't possibly be someone with money, and her suspicions deepened after hearing his comment, confirming in her mind that Lin Chen was nothing more than a poor loser.

Lin Chen stopped in front of another suit. As his hand was about to touch the garment, the sales clerk said coldly, "Sir, this suit costs one hundred and eighty-eight thousand eight hundred. You'd better not touch it carelessly; I'm afraid you won't be able to afford it if you dirty it."

Hearing the sales clerk's words, Lin Chen's expression darkened, "What do you mean by that?"

The sales clerk snorted coldly, "Sir, I'm only thinking of your best interest. It's not easy working in the city. I think you should check out the street stalls instead; they might have clothes more suited to you."

"The clerk is right. Such fine clothes would be ruined by your hands, country bumpkin." Accompanying a chilling voice, a young couple hand-in-hand walked in behind Lin Chen.

Lin Chen turned around and was taken aback; he recognized both of the newcomers.

The young couple was from the same school as Lin Chen. The guy was named Song Yu, and the girl was named Xu Qian.

Actually, Lin Chen and Xu Qian had been lovers since junior high, and they had even both been admitted to the same high school after graduating.

But once they arrived in the colorful city, Xu Qian changed. She became vain and gradually grew more and more distant from Lin Chen.

Lin Chen would never forget that rainy night when Xu Qian used a popular phrase from the internet as a parting gift to end their relationship.

"I would rather cry in a BMW than laugh on a bicycle." Then she climbed into Song Yu's BMW, leaving Lin Chen behind in the rain to disappear into the distance.

Lin Chen had not expected to run into Xu Qian again today. Seeing her hand in Song Yu's, a sharp pain struck his heart.

At that moment, Xu Qian also saw Lin Chen. Her complexion changed slightly, but she lowered her head and said nothing.

Song Yu sneered as he walked towards Lin Chen, "I was wondering who it was. It turns out to be Lin Chen. Aren't you lost, my friend? How is it that a poor bumpkin like you can afford to come to a place like this?"

Hearing Song Yu's words, Lin Chen scoffed, "What, looking down on country folks now? Don't forget that your dad and your grandpa were both tillers of the soil. Now that you've made a little dirty money, you think you can forget your roots?"

Song Yu snorted, "So what if I am rich? I actually pity you, unable to even keep your girlfriend in check. Oh right, I forgot, a poor loser like you doesn't deserve to have a girlfriend."

Xu Qian's expression slightly changed, and she said to Lin Chen, "Lin Chen, just go, don't humiliate yourself here any longer, it's simply too embarrassing."

"I'm embarrassing?" Lin Chen glanced coldly at Xu Qian as she clung to Song Yu's arm and chuckled.

Memories of their first love seemed to float before his eyes, but now things had changed beyond recognition.

"Waiter, I don't want to see this person here. Please ask him to leave," Song Yu commanded, looking down from his high horse.

The waiter, noting Song Yu's attire, recognized him as a wealthy individual and naturally obeyed his command without question.

She approached Lin Chen and said coldly, "Sir, please leave this place and do not disturb the other customers' shopping."

At the waiter's words, Lin Chen suddenly laughed, "Clearly, he's the one causing trouble, yet you kick me out. Is this how your mall treats its guests?"

The waiter sneered, "Sir, we prioritize serving customers who can afford to purchase our products, so I'm sorry but please leave, or I will have to call security."

"You're certain I can't afford your counter's clothes? Today, young master here is going to buy," he said, slapping a gold-colored bank card down on the table.

Seeing the bank card, the waiter's face changed, because that gold card belonged to VIP customers with over ten million in their accounts, and as a staff member there, she had certainly seen it before.

"Where's your manager? Call the manager over. I really want to ask if your store's staff always looks down on people like this," Lin Chen said coldly.

The waitress's face grew even uglier, her heart full of regret; it seemed she had really misjudged today. The young man, dressed in street vendor clothes, turned out to be a wealthy man disguised as a poor one.

Soon, a manager in high heels came rushing over, glared at the waitress, and said, "How do you serve customers like this? Apologize to this gentleman right now."

The waitress quickly bowed her head, "Sir, I'm sorry! I was wrong, please forgive me."

Lin Chen snorted and demanded, "Bring me that suit that costs 188,800. I want to try it on."

The waitress quickly selected a suit that fit and handed it to Lin Chen.

Lin Chen entered the dressing room, changed into the suit, and walked out.

Xu Qian, seeing Lin Chen emerge from the dressing room, was slightly mesmerized. Lin Chen was handsome to begin with, and with the suit accentuating his good looks, he looked even more dashing and upright, somewhat like a cool CEO from an idol drama.

Compared to the short and pudgy Song Yu beside him, Lin Chen was far superior.

Looking at the dashing Lin Chen, a sense of loss overcame Song Yu. He seemed to remember something suddenly and said, "Manager, this guy is just a poor farmer; he can't possibly have a VIP card. Check if that card is fake or stolen quickly."

The manager glared at Song Yu, "That card can't be fake. Sir, please don't cause any more trouble, or I will have to ask security to escort you out."

The words that the waitress had just given to Lin Chen were now returned to Song Yu verbatim by the manager.

Song Yu looked bitterly at the radiant Lin Chen, his eyes spinning as he suddenly thought of a sneaky scheme.